The Brain / Poznan کے بول

Light breaks, though no sun shines Confusion prevails Fair blood swirls inside me Thoughts jolt me awake I batlle polar emotions, I tear I don't break Stem brain pulsations through trepanation I will mark the point alone, and then manoeuvre through the bone Like some spectre haunting, my nature's taunting me There's confusion in the framework of the seeds that make my brain Know thy self Vices old twisted my shape Come the stroke Come the snake tongue I sharpened my blade I battle polar emotions I tear I don't break Scene one Violence Corruption Thievery Torture Future retribution A brick in your face Scene two Initial apprehension vanishes Redemption No future retribution My demons lay to rest